Right-wingers will think that I have written about government. I have, but I'm also describing large corporations. In other words, this poem describes our entire culture's imperial, bureaucratic mindset.
Or tend the fields or craft the things
We needed to sustain our lives.
Everyone wanted a place in the
Palace, and, as the ranks of nobles
Grew, and, as their armies of advisers
Multiplied, and it occurred to all
That those inside the palace needed
More to live, and, more importantly,
Assure themselves and others they
Were not the sorts whose hands
Were soiled patching roads, the
Patchers' rations soon were cut,
And all the crafts, and all the money
We would need to purchase them,
Arrived from other countries. We
Lived grandly in those days before
The palace crumbled and the ones
We owed arrived.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2012-06-15 at 16:39
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Imperial Grandeur
Nobody wanted to patch the roadsOr tend the fields or craft the things
We needed to sustain our lives.
Everyone wanted a place in the
Palace, and, as the ranks of nobles
Grew, and, as their armies of advisers
Multiplied, and it occurred to all
That those inside the palace needed
More to live, and, more importantly,
Assure themselves and others they
Were not the sorts whose hands
Were soiled patching roads, the
Patchers' rations soon were cut,
And all the crafts, and all the money
We would need to purchase them,
Arrived from other countries. We
Lived grandly in those days before
The palace crumbled and the ones
We owed arrived.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
Read 15 times
Written on 2012-06-15 at 16:39
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